Chapter 132: Bar Anecdote

"Hey, boy. Do you want an excuse to think about it for so long? Could it be that I left me and went to the bar to drink fake wine, and my brain was burned out by industrial alcohol (methanol) poisoning?"

Edward Miero's malicious speculation woke Hao Song from his memories, and he immediately cheered up and retorted: "You drunkard seems to have inadvertently told the reason for your brain damage? Besides, you still have time to care about me in the hospital for a few days? You have been happy to play nurse-patient sex games with dear Christine, haven't you?"

"Don't mention this to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu wants to kill people when he mentions it!" Edward Miero seemed to be poked in the foot, and his face was unhappy.

"What? Could it be because of the bad landing posture a few days ago, my face fell into a pig's head, so my disgusted appearance plummeted?" Hao Song said serious nonsense.

"I don't like you! Say it as if I landed with my face! Jumping from a height of nearly 20 meters, do you think you can still use the toad lying position? Even I will definitely fall into mashed potatoes! The only option is to use tumbling unloading force. Edward Miero explained with disdain.

The coward continued to ask, "So what is the reason why you failed to play the temptation of uniform?"

Edward suddenly burst into a rage and scolded: "It's that idiot in Situ Town! That dead faggot has been dangling next to Lao Tzu for days in a row! Why didn't he shake out a cystitis! Illidan who has no eyesight! Damn light bulb! This must be because of the pathetic jealousy of the single dog!@嬲#&��^¥%挊&*~!" (Note: Illidan is the most famous blind man in the Warcraft story)

Hao Song saw that the topic he threw out successfully attracted Edward Mierro's attention and hatred, so he laughed secretly and said in his heart: I'm sorry, senior. According to what Situ said: "Hongmen's eyeliner has basically been opened" to analyze. Brother Situ is just doing his duty as a bait!In fact, the source of your tragedy is all because of me!Unfortunately, you will never know the truth~ Eh, hey, hey

"Wait!" Edward, who had been gritting his teeth and scolding for a long time, seemed to suddenly realize that he had been trapped, and blushed, "Who said we were going to play with uniform temptation!?"

"Ah, Sister-in-law Christina is back! I won't be here anymore, lest I be scolded by you. The cowardly decisively ignored his rhetorical question, and after speaking, he got up and trotted towards the sea, and shouted in a strange voice, "Xiao Ling'er ~ Angel ~ Do you two like SpongeBob SquarePants?" caused a burst of coquettish laughter from the two girls, one older and one young. Edward Mierro and Christina, who watched him walk away in the hard-to-look SpongeBob beach pants, were messy in the warm sea breeze.

"I still think this guy has been a little deeper in the last few days, is it really an illusion?"

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After a few days of recuperation and an open supply of food (kindly sponsored by the Hawaiian military), Edward Mierro, who was remarkably resilient, returned to the hospital that afternoon to remove most of the bandages. The hospital went through the discharge procedures with the help of many parties, and the doctors and nurses involved in the treatment signed a confidentiality agreement. In short, urban tales such as "a handsome blonde guy is not a human being, suspected of XXX" (XXX can be filled with various magical creatures, such as vampires, Ao Guanhai, etc.), at least it will not be spread on the bright side. As a result, the return of Hao Song and his colleagues to the Marshall headquarters was also put on the agenda.

The cowards thought that Edward and Christina, whose relationship was only separated by the last thin paper, would be inseparable, but unexpectedly, they happily set their itinerary for two days later, that is, on the 19th.

On the night of the 17th, in the bar of the Prince Hotel in Waikiki, Hawaii, Edward Mierro and Hao Song, dressed in casual clothes, sat at the table by the floor-to-ceiling window. They were waiting for several other drinking buddies.

At this time, Edward asked Hao Song thoughtfully: "Think about it carefully, what kind of confession day is May 20th?" I don't know how he knows a guy who lives in the Marshall Islands all year round.

Hao Song scoffed and said, "The statement that 5.20 is the day of confession is limited to our Celestial Empire, right? 520, that is, 'I love the hole' is specifically the day of confession by men, and 521, that is, 'I love sticks', is the day of confession between women and men!"

The corners of Edward Miero's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he complained: "Thank you! I'm going to cry and faint in the toilet when I hear it, thanks to you, I can't look directly at these two numbers and confession days!"

Hao Song suddenly thought of something and asked, "Wait, since you know the meaning of May 20th, and you still set the departure time on the 19th, do you not plan to make a relationship this time?

This time, the tyrant Edward was silent, his eyes with a faint red light were lowered, and he said faintly for a while: "After so many years of surviving, I have at least lived a little. That is, as a sinful person, try not to get too close to other people. That's good for you and for everyone!"

Hao Song originally wanted to pat Edward's shoulder and say a few words "Righteous enough, good brother!" or something, but he couldn't respond for a while when he heard this paragraph full of sadness. The two of them stared at the crystal clear liquor bottle in front of them in a daze.

In the end, it was the rough line of Edward Miero who recovered from the depression more quickly, and comforted himself: "It's not bad now, we'll keep in touch." Then he glanced at the cowardice who was still a little dazed, and joked: "You kid is very smart, and you set your eyes on Mary Sue, who is also a criminal, from the beginning, I am really envious!"

"Ahem!" Hao Song was choked by him, but he didn't know how to respond, so he had to smile.

Not long after, a group of drinking friends arrived. In addition to the two flight attendants and Situ Zhen, who made Edward look like the bottom of the pot, Mo Yudao couldn't resist Mo Yanling's plea and brought her to practice the so-called "experience of the world". Even to Hao Song's surprise, the military kept touching the foursome and took advantage of the vacation to come over to say hello.

"Edward Miero, you're a man with eggs! I'll obey you!" said Night King Kong, carrying a large wine bottle in his hand, smiling very heartily.

"The bar here is so plain. How about it? Do you want to follow the four of us to the crazy store and be chic?" Chief Flower looked at him, winked malice, and then added very vulgarly, "Bao Shuang Bao Shot!"

"Poof!" Hao Song almost squirted out the wine in his mouth, and that sentence reminded him of some familiar little advertisements on the Celestial Empire website.

Edward Miero was so angry that he clenched his fists. After all, how can there be such a cheat? Seeing that Christina is present, he dares not to open any pot. He yelled, ", are you the head of the Skin/Strip in Honolulu, Hawaii?!"

The oak stump on the side nodded solemnly and said, "Almost, he calls himself a 'volunteer sleep tester'." There's also a Facebook page called 'Prostitution in Hawaii' that tells you about this. This commentary, combined with the look of "I am a professional prostitute/guest and I am proud" on the face of Chief Shanghua, is really powerless to complain.

Mo Yudao blocked Mo Yanling's little ears with his fingers, glared at the four misbehaving guys, and said with a gloomy face: "Hurry up and get out of the way for Lao Tzu, otherwise you will cancel your vacation." "Can make the mild-mannered military adviser Mo Yudao say dirty and call himself Lao Tzu, these four guys can be regarded as a record-breaker.

The four ruffians scurried under such a tough eviction order, only the silent pee bottle glanced at the bartender at the bar very casually as he left, and the two quickly looked away after passing a vague look, and the remaining six people were finally able to drink in a normal and elegant atmosphere.

Needless to say, Hao Song and Edward are naturally loyal lovers of high-energy vodka. And Situ Zhen actually asked for a bottle of Wuniang liquid! Hao Song didn't expect to see the liquor of the Celestial Empire in a foreign land, which is estimated to be related to the amazing number of Chinese in Honolulu.

Christina ordered a blue champagne cocktail. This blue-purple and dream-like cocktail is made with a refreshing citrus scent of blue orange peel with sour lemon juice, sweet syrup and chilling ice cubes.

And the passionate Angelina is very anti-style, and loves the historic Bellini. Invented in honour of an early Renaissance painter, this cocktail is made from a sparkling wine with peach wine and trace amounts of pomegranate syrup, and finished with champagne. The taste is refreshing and pleasant, and in addition to the slightly higher alcohol content, it is also suitable for women.

As for Mo Yanling, the last woman present, Daoist Lori was drinking a large glass of coconut water with resentment on her face. In fact, she should be glad that she didn't find Wang Zi's milk here. (How is that possible!!!!!)

What made Hao Song most curious was the taste of Mo Yudao, the head of the Kidney Deficiency Dao. This Creation Realm Sage of Dao Bone Immortal Wind frowned at the wine list for a long time, and then suddenly got up and walked to the bar by himself. After talking to the bartender for a while with a gentle face, he actually walked into the bar by himself, took vodka, coffee liqueur, and tomato juice, shook it casually like tai chi, and then added lemon slices to make himself an unknown dark red cocktail.

Of course, what shocked the bartender the most was that Mo Daoshi's few random movements, which were not even counting peeing and trembling, actually mixed the cocktail in a balanced and flawless manner! It made him wonder if all his years of bartending skills were just simple acrobatics!

Daoist Mo smiled and said modestly to the bartender, "Thank you for your generosity." This is the wine that Poor Dao himself made and drank when he was idle, which made the professionals laugh. With that, he walked back slowly, regardless of the bartender's stunned expression when he tried to taste the rest of the bottle.

Hao Song said with a look of adoration: "This force is pretending to be high-end! Running away after loading! It's so exciting! It would be even better if this wine had a crazy and cool name!"

Mo Yudao was silent, and took a sip of wine with an expressionless face.

Hao Song continued to say excitedly: "Don't you have a name? Then call it Aunt Russia!"

"Poof!" Mo Yudao squirted out a mouthful of dark red liquid!

["Viewing everything objectively and scientifically, analyzing and controlling one's emotions is the way of modern mind cultivators to 'meditate'. - Kidney Deficiency Dao Chang Mo Yu Dao]